Another World
I have been neither amused nor amusing of late but am resolved to banish this gloom. I have composed a laugh with a fresh quill and when I read it aloud, my spirits will be transformed.
A-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-oh-ho-oh-ho-a-a-a-a-a-a-ha-who-o-o-ah-ha-a-a-a-ha-a-a-a-a-ha-a-a!
Mm-m. That’s a fair composition. N.
A-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-oh-ho-oh-ho-a-a-a-a-a-a-ha-who-o-o-ah-ha-a-a-a-ha-a-a-a-a-ha-a-a!
Mm-m. That’s a fair composition. N.
posted by Nannerl at 6:38 PM
2 Comments:
Perhaps for the definitive exposition, we should check out Moliere's laugh for his maid in Le Bourgeois Gentilhomme? (It works). Or listen to a kookaburra in a mango tree...personally, I like both your versions, especially mit harmony, though for me, the aspirant 'H' needs an occasional contrast with a simple 'A,' don't you think? X Nan.
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